PSALMS.
2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all His saints, Presenting at His Father's throne Our songs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God, before whose sight The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, Nor dwell at Thy right hand.
4 But to Thy house will I resort, To taste Thy mercies there; I will frequent Thy holy court, And worship in Thy fear.
50 may. Thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness; Make every path of duty straight And plain before my face.
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( PSALM 6.)
C. M.
Divine Help in Affliction.
1 IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not, Nor smite my guilty soul; Let not Thy righteous wrath be hot; Save me, and make me whole.
ENGLAND.
2 My heart is vexed with sore distress; But Thou, O Lord, how long?Return in grace and righteousness, And make Thy love my song.
3 Death utters forth no note of praise, The silent grave no prayer: O do not now cut short my days, Nor leave me to despair!
4 Long weary nights of pain and grief My wasting strength destroy: Lord, give these weeping eyes relief, And change my tears to joy.


